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Don't know what to do
7 years ago · 0
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I feel so much hate for a person but at the same time I am eagerly waiting for his message.when I was in school he proposed me but I rejected even though I rejected his proposal I liked him a lot I don't know why I am still trying to find out why I like home so much.After finishing school,we joined different college at first we didn't have any contact number but after some time I tried very hard and found out his number and I am the who messaged him first after that we talked like normal people.But after sometime he stopped messaging me for sometime and I didn't text him either.He texted me later some time and again we talked.I don't know why he did but he would text me and out of blue he stopped texting me.I hated it but I didn't say anything and didn't ask about it.I usually don't text first I don't know why but I never texted any one first.For first time I did that I texted him first and again the history repeated but this time he did texted me daily we talked about lot of things I don't know why I think he has feelings for me but that thought is continuously coming around.I bought a shirt for him I don't know what color to choose so I picked something and gifted to him he didn't like 1 shirt so I asked him to give that to some one for name sake but he really gave away the shirt to his friend I feel like stupid I really hate him for that he didn't even mention that to me.He talks very normally like nothing happened I can't even ask him why he did that I don't know why I can't stop talking to him I feel like I should break all the times with him but I couldn't I am going crazy over that shirt event I don't know what I am doing I can't think straight I can't do anything
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